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"Can't you move any more quickly?" Rianon complained through grit teeth, as an orangeblood much bigger than her was using the young troll to support themselves. Their foot had gotten caught in a snare, their howl had alerted the nearby hunters to where the quarry was. This one probably wouldn't have lasted very long if the little witch hadn't heard the racket of a rowdy hunting party getting at the ready.
Rianon was donning colorless clothes, with a dark gray shawl draped over her head. Even as young as she was, she wasn't stupid, she knew if she was seen assisting a hunted troll she'd be in some big trouble.

It was difficult to tell where the hunting party was at, "Looks like we're gonna have to do this the hard way." Without so much of a warning Rianon disappeared from existence, taking the wounded lowblood with her. They needed to make some distance, so with a bit of effort the girl teleported a few times, darting from location to location in the woods, hoping that the sound of hunters would diminish soon enough. She was so concentrated on putting a gap between them and the hunting party that she wasn't paying much attention to what or whom else might be deeper in the woods with them.

The young girl cloaked in a shawl looked a little more worn down than would be expected from an uninjured child, and in fact looked to be the one taking charge of the situation. "Oh will ya calm yourself down? Jeez, it's not even a life threatening wound," she said, grabbing a vial of something out of a fold in her dress. "We can rest for a second. This should help you stop bleeding. They're far enough away to give us a little-" the child stopped mid-sentence as she noticed the orangeblood staring at an unexpected complication.
Rianon turned her head, having been so swept up in the moment that she hadn't noticed the anonymously dressed adult troll standing to the side of them.
The surprise startled the child, causing her to drop the vial, glass shattering against a rock. She jumped, pulling the shawl more tightly around herself. She instinctively put herself between the stranger and the injured troll. Perhaps not the best move in terms of self preservation, however it definitely showed that this kid had guts.
How was there someone else here? The hunting party hadn't really fanned out yet, as far as Ri could tell, but it was foolish to assume that she was the only troll with a gift in Four Fronds. Could this be a new tracker? Was she also gifted, using it for evil perhaps? If that were true how could she have gotten the jump on them while Ri had just teleported them multiple times? Were they just waiting until she was tired out?
The greenblood's mind raced with all these possibilities, meanwhile her eyes darted over the stranger. It would be unusual for an anonymous blood to be part of a hunting party, or at least she hadn't seen one of them hunting yet. As logic started to settle in Rianon found herself resting at complete indecision, the situation was too chaotic to make an educated guess.
"Who are you? Why're you out in the forest in the middle of a hunt?" She finally asked, having gathered up the courage to break the silence after what seemed like a tense stare down.

The young troll gave the stranger a sidelong stare. She did not like this situation, surprises rarely turned out for the better in the middle of a hunt. Regardless, the woman was right, even if she was trying to trick them they couldn't just stand around and lollygag. Plus, she could use the help supporting the orangeblood on his bum leg.
Finally Rianon nodded toward her, "This way, there's a stream. We can throw them off our scent if we get across it."
The girl waited for the unfortunate lowblood to sling his other arm over the new troll before they hurried off.

Rianon knew these woods like the back of her hands, so she didn't have to spend too much time watching where they were going. She kept a close watch on the anonymous troll. She'd like to believe she could trust this stranger, but her timing was just oddly serendipitous. If she really did end up helping them, this could be a great night for the girl. Maybe she would finally have a friend, an ally in her unlawful rescues. But, it was too early to tell just what her true prerogative was.

The older troll was right, the stream was high and the currents were pretty rapid. Rianon glanced at the injured orangeblood, even with their support he might get washed away if they tried to wade through it. For the first time since she started tonight's mission, she looked a little concerned.
"Alright well..." the girl started, chewing her bottom lip in contemplation. She was unsure. She'd never teleported with more than one other troll before, she wasn't entirely sure if she could, especially being so spent already.
"I think...we might need to find another way...the stream is-" the girl was cut off again as some branched snapped in a small clearing not too far behind them.
Rianon cursed under her breath, there was no other way.
"Alternia help us," she said before grabbing onto both the orangeblood and the hemoanonymous troll. In a poof of green smoke Rianon concentrated as hard as she could, carrying the added weight of two adult trolls across the stream. She had no choice, this was the only way they could make it. She HAD to pull this off.

In the blink of an eye the three of them reappeared a ways across the stream. In her determination it seemed as though Rianon had far overshot the distance they needed, but that was by no means a bad thing. As they reappeared the sound of the stream could be heard quite a distance behind them. To someone who hadn't teleported before it might be a bit disorienting, suddenly appearing in a completely different location.
They were out of the woods, so to speak, for now. However, Rianon had definitely poured too much of herself into stretching her limits. It only took a few moments for the girl to collapse to her knees, grabbing onto either of the adult troll's clothes to try and keep herself from collapsing completely.

Rianon clutched the shawl in front of her chest, weary and trying to catch her breath. Her eyes were glassy, struggling to stay propped up she wished she had a nice steamy cup of tea right then.
What she did get was more of a treat than any cup of tea though. She watched the woman help the orangeblood lay down. Rianon recalled her saying something about a trinket that could help, but what she saw was so much more...magickal. Eyes wide with wonder, Rianon stared as the woman removed a glove and passed a glowing hand over the snare wound. It was the ultimate gift, the gift of life. The girl's jaw looked as though it were unhinged with how far it dropped. Another troll with a gift from Alternia, a very mighty gift at that.
"That's amaz-" Rianon stopped herself as the orangeblood scrambled back to his feet. He was well again, and in a much better situation to escape with a good distance between him and the hunters now. Without much of a goodbye from the lowblood, he darted back off into the woods, hopefully to safety by this point.
Rianon wore a sad smile watching the troll dash off, to continue his life. "Bye..." she said quietly. It was always bittersweet to watch them leave. All of them did, every time they left the girl alone, again. She couldn't find it in herself to blame them, but she always wished she would see them again.
It was odd though, this time there was someone left with her, well, kind of. The situation was still massively peculiar, but any reservations that Ri might have held onto melted away while witnessing the woman's gift.

As the threat fell on both of them, the orangeblood probably taking that as his signal to go, Rianon gave a short laugh. "Ya think the loners in Four Fronds talk to anyone about anything? They don't stay alive by running their mouths." She said, finally getting back to her feet with a bit of a wobble, but feeling so much more energized witnessing a life giving gift.
She couldn't contain her excitement any longer, "That was so amazing!" She gushed, her tone lightening vastly now that they were most likely out of harms way. "I've never seen a natural magick like that before. The gift of life...Alternia must've really taken a shining to you!"

Rianon nodded a bit, she wasn't too worried about the hunters anymore. They'd need to be really determined to try and keep tracking, and as far as she could tell, there were no signs of them being anywhere nearby. She rarely felt a sense of urgency while deep in the woods, but the adult troll's anxiety was understandable. It also helped to further cement the opinion that she was in fact not with the hunters.

"My hive's not too far away, on the harsher side of the lake. Found a nice marshy little island there, not too easy to get to without some special abilities," she giggled, for a child, she definitely seemed to be slippery to catch. "We can head there, but before I invite you in, I'd at least like to know your name and how you wound up in the middle of the forest like that." The girl started to lead the way, a little slower than normal, she was trying to regain her constitution since she knew she'd need to teleport the two of them at least once more tonight.
"I'm Rianon, and until I know you better we can leave it at that." The girl made a flourished twirl with her shawl in front of the woman before giving a slight curtsey as she introduced herself.

"I didn't know there was supposed to be a hunt tonight either. I was out gathering herbs when I heard the ruckus. I had to hurry back to my hive to change. Normally I get there in enough time that the hunted isn't too badly hurt...darn highbloods." It seemed as though the girl were opening up a bit more. Perhaps not the smartest decision, but she was lonely, and this was probably the most time (outside of a hunt) she had spent with another troll in quite a while.
As they continued to traverse the forest, Rianon's pace slowly started to pick up. Her energy becoming slowly replenished, she started to sway back and forth, and twirling in little circles, her shawl dancing behind her. It was as if she were listening to a symphony all her own. In reality, Rianon was dancing along to the sound of the night, to the song of Alternia.